Call me a thrill-seeker
I’m going out of my head
I wanna feel that new sensation
I read about it in a magazine

Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum

I’ve got the noose around my neck
I’ve got my dick in my hand
I want to feel that new sensation
If I pass out, I may pass on

Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum

Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!

Pervert to some
Dying to cum
Pervert to some
Dying to cum

What makes them want to buy?

All who subscribe to the lies
The magazine that amplifies
To sell a story they'll ignore the truth
That's twisted into form
The news they will provide, it satisfies
The TV stars, they won't deny
The target which, takes point of aim
Inquiry minds, believe this game

Is is that you're so nieve that you
Would actually believe this garbage
That they write each week
They've got the balls to charge a fee

Stories ruin reputations
Some are just for laughs - Sick humor
Others deal with weight loss programs
Next to the want ads - Back stabber
Back stabber!

How can you spread
This gossip around so strong
Is it not wrong posting a picture
Even though it doesn't belong?

Millions of people inquire every day
These people don't seem in touch with reality
Now serious, for real, don't look to be a fool
Who'd belive a 9-year-old has gave birth to a mule?
You'd be surprised at those who would believe
The filtered stories that bring out agony
And then one day you'll see what it brings
A boycott would keep this all from happening

Deciding with their eyes, not with their ears
Gullible statements from their peers
Ruin an image, cancelled out
Never listening to what life's all about
The blurry pictures sufficient for their lies
When is it that they will realize
Deciding on their merits
Before they see what's right
They just make the judgement by the shallow sight

900 foot Jesus
A boy that's born with fins
A mother marries son
Is this not ridiculous?

They feel the resentment though they've done nothing wrong
Reflecting on the lives of others just for fun
Tortured in the media without a chance
To tell a story from the past

Here he comes, from the land of Japan
Large as life, bigger then man
Looking for an opponent, he does not fear
Don't look now, the son of Freddy's here!

Razor blades, razor sharp
Are they a match for the claws?
Who will win, beast or human?
Ask Mothra who will win

Let's get down to the fight
It was really outta sight
Lots of rollin' and tumblin'
Lots of flying fists

Rip him to shreds
Knock to the head
Wouldn't you know it
Godzilla wins!

You can't imagine what it's like until you've lived in their shoes
And then you will see life below poverty
A life without things that can bring out a sudden laugh
All of the things that the wealthy just put to waste
The limos, the cabbies, the diamonds and golden chains
They serve no real purpose, I think it's a total waste
And while these poor people are starving, they turn away
And open their checkbooks to blow some more money

Pain, fear of termination from this world
Lost with hope that they can find luck

Living in a world that's ruled by greed
Visions of shattered dreams
Controlled by the constant need for wanting more
Giving to no one

On welfare with eight kids, its hard to imagine what it's like to be single
And sporting a penthouse
The rich snobs devour large portions of caviar
While poor people fight over a moldy open can of peas
Some people keep up by reading the Wall Street Journal
And others just like it because it will keep them warm
They're freezing from sleeping on park benches in the winter
And stretching the food stamps as a means of survival

Pain, fear of termination from this world
Lost with hope that they can find luck

I have seen, all I wish to see
You are controlled by greed
I know you'll get what comes to you
Cause you aren't growing up

You can't imagine what it's like until
You have been there and then you would
Open up and you would see
A life without things that can bring out a sudden laugh
Things that the wealthy just put to waste
While they starve
In fear of poverty

Pain, fear, lost hope
Pain, fear, no luck
In fear of poverty